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"Looking through pink lenses."

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I woke up on the right side of the bed. I was on my stomach with my leg hanging over the edge of the bed. The blanket oddly covered me but in a good way. I inhale deeply as I lazily open my eyes. That was my first mistake. The scent that strongly hit my senses was his. Which made me think of him. When I thought of him, a smile formed on my lips as I noticed how nicely lit his room was by the sunshine.

I got up from bed and walked around the room in a daze. I was confused by the sudden anxiousness I felt at the thought of seeing Siege. That was conflicted by the urge to swallow my pride and run into his arms. I was suddenly so aware of how much I liked him. Nay, that wasn’t the emotion I was feeling…

I loved him.

The thought rang around my head loosely and sunk in slow drops. It settled to my stomach and lingered in my heart. I loved him and I wasn’t mad about it. I wasn’t mad at him. I trusted him. That was my choice. I trusted him and I wasn’t mad.

I opened the door to his room and noticed how particularly silent it was in the apartment. I walked around quietly in search of him. He was nowhere to be found. My search led me to the kitchen. On the fridge, there was a note from Siege.

Don’t come to school. There’s food in the microwave, heat it.

When I checked the microwave, it was a full breakfast.

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When someone told me to do something, I tended to pretend to be compliant to their face but turn around and so the exact opposite. I couldn't pretend to not want to go to school to Siege. He would simply have to see with his eyes how I never did what I was told.

I stalked the halls of my school with a calm smile on my face. It was the end of school. Only those with lockers were inside the school. People, with no doubt, were staring at me. I had become enemy number one in a short period. People didn't hesitate to glare and make it noticed that they were disgusted.

That was before my aura spoke the truth about the magnitude of my abilities. In just one night, I had become the most powerful being in the school. I was being cocky but it was the truth.

When people stared at me. They looked at me with confusion. Some had a shock. I could see fear in a few. When I met any of their stares, they would turn away.

I was in a onesie Siege owned, it was cream and real cozy. I had the hoodie over my head paired along with the shoes I wore yesterday.

I NEEDED to find Siege to inform him that I had indeed slept on it and explain that I had a drastic change of heart. I was fickle-natured, I knew. I wasn't trying to be anything I wasn't.

I spotted him by his locker, sorting out the books he needed to sort out. He was in an oversized maroon sweater paired with checkered pants. His movements were calm and carefree. His curls were swaying along with his movements. He seemed completely in his bubble, unknowing of his environment.

I could swear with everything I was worth that he had never looked that angelic before. I almost forgot what my objective was as I stared at him.

I took careful steps towards him, I had to brush away the nerves. I took in a deep breath. I skipped the last few steps before I was standing beside him.

"Hey, you." I spoke in an admittedly shy tone. Would he get mad at me for doing a 180 in the span of a few hours? I would get mad at myself for being fickle. Then again, he did do the very same thing to me.

"Why are you here?" Siege questioned me nonchalantly without bothering to glance at me. He closed his locker firmly before bending down to pick up his bag to strap it over his shoulder.

"I love you." I spoke out carefully. I looked at him with a calm smile as I looked at him attentively. Siege whipped around with such force that he stumbled against the lockers before composing himself to face me.

"Excuse you?" He questioned me as he looked at me in the outermost concern. He blinked at me a couple of times.

"I. Love. You." I repeated more carefully. I took a wide step forward to minimize the space between up. I looked up at him and gazed straight into his eyes turned hazel. His eyes changed once again. A new colour I hadn't seen before.

"She's saying it again. Ever so confidently." Siege spoke lowly. He took in a breath of air before running a hand through his hair. He took a moment to look at me with concern on his face not dying down.

"This means I forgive your acts of treason. I'm here to reason with you." I explained to him as I nudged up my eyebrows repeatedly.

"I'm confused." He told me as he narrowed his eyes at me.

"Speak. Do you want to be with me or no?" I questioned him as I was filled with momentary courage.

"I do." He replied without hesitation.

"I pronounce us dating then, skippy." I confirmed. I had no idea what I was nervous about. That was easy. Was getting a boyfriend always that easy? I should've tried that EARLIER.

"Oh. Okay." There was a shadow of a smile on his face when he said the words. We took another moment to gaze into each other's eyes.

"Come on, bring it in." I told him as I opened my arms. He scoffed at me before opening up his arms and bringing it in. We wrapped our arms around each other snugly. The warmth was felt.

No cap.

I had a problem, I had to stop the slang.

#StopTheSlang

Ew, what was I, a millennial?

"I'm sorry." Siege whispered to me as he gripped on me tighter. His breathing started getting heavy. It was as if he was panicking.

"I already said I forgive you." I told him as I brushed his back with my hands soothingly. Was he having a sort of panic attack? I was only a whole lot familiar with those.

"I'm so sorry." He told me as his breathing didn't calm. His tone was apologetic. I couldn't see his expression.

"It's okay." I assured him.

I swear I hear him sniffle. He was concerning me with such acts of blatant emotion. I could feel his breaths calming down. He took in one deep breath and let out a sigh.

"I'm sorry. I am." He continued to speak lowly at me.

Was I missing something? The way he said made it feel as if I was missing something.

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